As the words spread through the air, everyone fell silent in an instant. Even the architects who had been siding with Preston didn't respond.
The question left everyone speculating, but due to Preston's status, nobody dared to discuss it openly.
Camille glanced at everyone and took the initiative to break the silence. "It's getting late, and everyone has worked hard today. Let's meet again tomorrow."
With that, everyone waved goodbye and dispersed.
Camille walked towards her car, with Summer following closely. Summer spoke up, "Miss Camille, can I ask you a question?"
Only Camille and Summer were left.
Camille stopped and looked at Summer. "What do you want to ask?"
"Does Miss Camille know the truth behind Louise's death? Is it really related to Mr. Baxter?"
Summer's question was straightforward, her eyes filled with curiosity.
Camille couldn't know what she was thinking. She emotionlessly replied, "This is a question that only the police can answer. I don't know, and if there is any truth behind it, it's up to the police to reveal it. I'm sorry, I can't give you an answer."
"Miss Camille, I mean no harm. The impact of this incident is significant, and the company is also concerned. They asked me to inquire carefully. Apart from Miss Camille, all of us architects' companies are worried about this issue and hope to get some clarity. So, if you know anything, could you tell me?"
Summer made a prayer gesture with her hands, her eyes full of curiosity.
Camille gazed at Summer and said in a low voice, "I understand your concern, and I'm also worried about how this might affect the project. But I genuinely don't know, so I apologize."
Summer pursed her lips, looking at Camille and confirming that she was being sincere. She smiled lightly and said, "Alright, I understand. No need to apologize. After all, I'm just trying to find out for the company."
Camille nodded, exchanged a few more words with Summer, and then bid her farewell as she got into her car.
After watching Camille's car leave, Summer turned and walked towards the exit, which was closer to the roadside.
The parking lot was empty, with only a few cars parked, including Jenson's and those of the other museum staff. Summer walked along the path towards the exit. Just as she was about to reach the exit, she suddenly heard Quintus's voice.
Quintus sounded anxious as he said, "Mr. Walker, the public is speculating whether Louise's death is related to you. Many people even say that you killed Louise and framed Sean for the murder. The video of Sean has made most of the netizens doubt you. What should we do now?"
Quintus had made several phone calls before finally getting in touch with Preston. He had prepared himself to go directly to Flento if he couldn't reach Preston.
Upon hearing Quintus's words, Preston's face darkened even further. He furrowed his brow tightly, pressing Quintus for an explanation, "Why are you telling me now?"
With one hand, Preston opened his computer to check the current online situation, which was much more severe than what Quintus had just described.
Not only were people suspecting him, but they had also dug up his connection with Sean. If this continued, they might soon expose his true identity.
For Preston, this situation brought only harm and no benefit.
His face turned extremely cold, and he said, "Quintus, I trusted you and gave you your position. Is this how you repay me?"
Quintus quickly explained, "Mr. Walker, I just saw these messages, and I immediately tried to contact you. I called you in the afternoon, but you didn't answer. I also sent you messages, but at that time, Mr. Evans notified the police that they might come to the museum for investigation and questioning at any moment. We must stay in the museum and couldn't use phones. I didn't know what happened outside."
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